It's spring in Paris, the crisp cool air fills my lungs as I wonder across a little cafe amounts the trees. As I sit, calling the waiters attention in my half broken french, I order a tall cold beer. While gazing across into the Tuileries Garden, I ponder life and its meaning. Is it fate that I end up at this cafe? Will this empty chair be filled by some mysterious guest, a chance encounter? I continue to ponder as the foam from my beer begins to touch my lips and I indulge in the clean cold taste of freshly poured wheat and hops. I lean back in my chair and just sit, staring off into space, letting my mind wonder away in thought...
La Terrasse de Pomone - Jardin Des Tuileries, Paris, France
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